She paced a mix of anger and sadness. She thought he would show up, part of her wanted him to, but the other part of her didn't want him to. She would not be able to hold her words. Why did she care so much? Why didn't he care at all?

"He talks about honor," She cried to herself sniffling.

It was her honor, what he did. "Dishonor," She covered her eyes with one hand while her other arm covered her breast.

"Miko,"

She hit him so fast he didn't even have time to react. It stung, her power coming forward. He slowly moved his face back to look at her. He would allow her this one thing for her words were not untrue.

"How dare you!"

Her hair was wild, and she was still covered in clay, she looked wild and downright beautiful. Her anger made her even more so. He had never seen her this way before.

"I expect you to be cruel Sesshomaru but dishonorable?!"

"That was not my intention Miko," He came here to say so.

"Then what was your intentions? I've never been seen by any male, touched by any hands save your own!"

Somehow it sounded pleasing to him, of course, he was half hard, and her blood was getting to him. Curse his father. His father had to have known. This was his grand plan, wasn't it? Kaugra quietly dropped the clothes and quickly went away in and out like a breeze.

"Clothing," He said "Dress,"

Oh no, he wasn't getting off that easy punishment be damn. Kagome did the unthinkable for her, she dropped her arms baring her chest to him. His eyes glided over her chest and his cock twitched. She began to walk by him,

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the party, you don't care why should I," She did care. While many did not believe she took her honor and responsibility to heart, on this she did. Her body was for her husband's eyes only even if she didn't hate him. There was still a small hope that he would free her to link her to another but even as the thought entered her mind something deeper whispered for his eyes only. But he didn't care, no.

"Kagome,"

She ignored him but to her relief, he did stop her.

"Enough," His voice was calm "Forgive this one,"

Their eyes met as a cool breeze passed, and she finally raised her arms to cover herself "Are you asking?"

This was a moment that never happened, she was not going to waste it.

"Hn,"

She turned her head away and thought for a moment before nodding.

"Come," He stated, and she looked back at him,

"I shall bathe you,"

"If it's all the same to you I can do it myself,"

But he gave no answer which was an answer in itself. Was this his weird way of making it up to her? He led her to a nearby hot spring where he dropped the clothing and then undressed himself. "Miko,"

She eyed him as he turned his back to her. She undressed the rest of the way and made her way in. He felt her back against his and turned to her. He brushed her hair to one side and drew water with his hands over her shoulder and watched it as it ran over her breast, washing away the clay and dirt and leaving behind pink skin. She stayed silent and did not protest. He kept a little space between them so as not to startle her with his growing need, nor did he need her to know she was having an effect on him.

Yet, he lifted her chin to make her look at him. "You have gone quiet," He thought he would like it, but it was oddly unnerving,

She poked her bottom lip out without even realizing it, a Miko in pouting.

Though she claimed to hate him, she was rightly defending herself and for him, for his eyes. Did she finally come to terms, was she making a statement that she was his? Submitting to him?

He ran his clawed thumb over her bottom lip. "I don't share," He stated,

"Could have fooled be,"

"Your blood is like a drug, I suspect my father knew this,"

She blinked, "A drug?"

His claw nipped her bottom lip and she gasped. He leaned down and licked it, she froze in place.

"I believe my licking your wound affected my judgment,"

"So, this is my fault,"

"I did not say that."

"So, what does that mean?"

What did it mean?

"When we return, we will find out," He spoke against her lips before licking one more time. He sent tingles up her spine and alarm bells went off. But his touch was gone and even though she was in hot water she suddenly felt naked and cold again.

"Dress,"

"Are we going home?"

But he vanished and she shivered.

High above Kaugra waved her fan watching Sesshomaru as he put distance between them. "How oddly mate-ish of you, licking her lips like that," It was a demon's way of begging for forgiveness or begging to be let in. She wonders, did he even realize what he did? Was he asking or begging?

She snorted, that demon male did neither. She looked back at Kagome as she dressed in the fine silks. Kaugra smiled. "I think I may have a little fun at this next stop,"

She was going to plant a little seed and test some demonic boundaries "Let's see how they really feel,"

She may die by his hands but that was ok with her, she was sure it would be worth it.